King Game Rule Novels & Stories

"You've always win and can win this" * * The game went on and Kaylan's heart began to race heavily when her Queen was eliminated. She'd only been able to eliminate two of her opponent's members while his King was so hard to get, but he'd already gotten her Queen. The men weren't murmuring like they used to but all watched with keen interest as the game seemed to interest them a lot. It felt unique. The lady was a guru, and the guy was no doubt a guru as well. But as usual, they could only be one winner.

"I… I don't follow." "Ok ok, so look, stick out your fingers like me," Poppy commanded, and I followed her instructions, "So let's say I go first. Now if I just, tap!" She continued, moving her finger over to my left hand, tapping on it. "Now ya have to hold up two fingers, since you started with one, and I tapped you with one." "Okay? How do you win?" "Welll, if you have to hold up all five fingers on one hand, you lose that hand. And if you lose both hands, I win!" As Poppy explained, she played out an example game between us. I watched and listened, starting to understand the way to game properly.

That's when Ros started playing. At first, he was nervous to touch the mouse but his fear disappeared when he started pressing the keyboard. He didn't know as if he knew exactly where to press and what it was for. While he was playing the game, the leader was talking. "You have to kill as many enemies as possible. Whoever dies first is the loser and whoever is still alive is the winner. You have to not die and it must be straight so that we can recover our 1000 from the other group." The leader's explanation of his game.

One who had problems with men and one who just wouldn't shut his mouth up. They finally stopped bickering at each other when Princess Zillah went to the center and announced the start of the game. "The clearing between the woods is the boundary line. The entire forest of each side is your opponent's territory and any use of weapons and magic are permitted. You have to keep your team flag to yourself and you must display it prominently. Once the flag is taken, the opponent team shall cross the clearing first. Any strategy to keep the opponent from reaching the other side of the clearing is acceptable. First to cross the clearing will be the winner. Absolutely no killing is allowed!"

Father was talking to a messenger boy as I faced Gwen who was seriously thinking as she stared at the board on my desk. "The king." She responded. "Why?" I asked as I picked up the lonesome king. "Because the king determines if he ends the game or not." Gwen explained as I laughed. I sat down and placed the pieces and had all the pieces fall on their faces. Gwen came closer as I rearranged the pieces. "The most powerful piece in chess is the one who controls the flow of the game. In short, the player who wins." I responded as I used a pawn to checkmate the king.

Kyra's POV “Another rule that must be remembered,” Gideon suddenly said. “With the slots, it means every contestant will be competing twice: the person whose name is on the tag and the person who has the tag. If the contestant loses both fights, then he or she will be eliminated.” So, that means they must win at least one fight before they are able to challenge the royal guards. It was a good plan. The last rule did not catch any of the contestants off guard; that was probably how the tournament had proceeded all this time.

“Everyone here should hear the rules too.” Kennedy nods, “There will be no weapons. This must be a clean battle. You can only fight in one form. You cannot switch forms midway through the fight. Your opponent must either kill you or force you to yield your defeat. Once the fight is complete, the winner will be announced. If the losing challenger attempts to fight or harm the winner after the fight has been called, the loser will be killed on the spot. Do you accept the terms?” Jasper puffs his chest again. “I do.”

Angie foolishly replied and that was all it took. They spent the next few minutes hashing out the details of the game, trying to make the rules as simple as possible. The queen would be forced to start in the basement of the "castle" and have to make her way all the way upstairs to the safety of her royal bedchamber. Once inside, she would then have to make it to her bathroom where, if she could successfully shut and lock the door, she would be declared the winner. Of course, she would be faced with several obstacles. The first being the tri level house, or castle as they were now referring to it in the spirit of the game, would be totally dark with the power being turned off at the fuse box

Then, the speakers above us buzzed with static. "Welcome, players, to The Judgment Chamber. There will be five rounds in this game. One player will be eliminated each round. The final surviving player will be the winner. "The rules are simple. Each player will state the crime they committed, no matter how big or small. But remember, do not lie. After all six of you speak, you will vote. The one with the most votes will be eliminated. "The game starts now." As the voice faded, a ten-minute countdown appeared on the wall.

"I’ll play the winner of your last round. Strip chess. One-on-one. Brandon can watch." "And what, exactly, are the rules?" Jackson asked. He leaned back in the leather chair, his legs splayed wide, looking like he already owned every inch of the room—and every inch of me. "Simple," I said, my voice gaining strength. "Every time a piece gets taken, the loser takes off an item of clothing. Pawns, knights, queens—it doesn't matter. A piece for a piece." "And once the clothes are gone?" Brandon asked, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly register that made my toes curl.